12 August 2015

vacant parking lots across the street




Red ribbons hanging up 
Tennessee Square 
Old people laughing and singing 
And dancing down there
I'd like to join them
I got no money to spare
So I sit here and watch from the porch
Drinking whiskey in granddaddy's chair
Ferris wheel lights look like pictures
I'd seen in a book somewhere
Vacant parking lots across the street
Remind me I'm going nowhere
I'd like to join them
I got no money to spare
So I sit here and watch from the porch
Drinking whiskey in granddaddy's chair
It's difficult to go on
Knowing you're out there somwhere
Vacant parking lots across the street
Remind me I'm going nowhere

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